Stalker Husband - Chapter 19：DIANA

“Put it in, please.” I shudder with excitement near his ear after we successfully open his fly through the tight space provided by the tiny seat.

He grunts his assent and adjusts my position higher before pulling me back down as I slowly sheath his rod around my drenched core. I bury my face on his hair to muffle my moan while he also bites down on my nipple to suppress his guttural groans.

Our seats start vibrating, signaling us that the train has moved. I also begin moving up and down on him while he supports my weight with his large hands gripping my ass. Our mouths collide in the darkness of the tunnel, ignoring the stupid ghosts that’s trying to reach for us.

Instead of getting spooked by their funny makeup, they’re the one that are shocked when they see what exactly we’re doing. But we’re both so lost into our passionate activity that we really didn’t pay attention at all. The ride takes only fifteen minutes so we rock wild and fast to be able to reach orgasm within that short amount of time.

We are both breathless and laughing on our way out of the train. It’s a crazy and exhilarating experience to do such risqué move but I totally enjoyed it that I can’t help but jump him to kiss him on the mouth. He wraps me with his large arms and kisses me back with the same intensity.

“Ok, so where are we going next?” He asks rhetorically as we continue rounding the park. “Hmm, why is no one falling in line in here?”

More people have trickled inside the park so the lines are also getting long. But he’s right though, the Hit and Get Wet has enticed no people at all. I take the left booth and load my gun with pellets. My lover also takes the booth in front of me and does the same with his gun.

We experimentally push a few buttons on the deck and soon a balloon rolls forward over our heads. I aim my gun and fire at the balloon. It pops and showers water down my lover’s head. I laugh so hard at his drench face. However, my lover is such a vengeful man as he fires his gun at the balloon over my head, too. Soon, we both come out of the booth, wet as a chicken.

“Ah, its cold.” I shudder.

“Come, let me burn you with my kisses.”

I’m smiling while receiving his passionate kiss before he pulls me into one of the souvenir shops. He buys both of us matching shirts and shorts and rents a private karaoke lounge after we change into our new clothes. We both sing alternatingly while dancing and being funny at the same time.

“Hey, hey! You, you! I could be your girlfriend. Hey, hey! You, you! I know that you like me! No way, no way! No, its not a secret. Hey, hey! You, you! I want to be your girlfriend.”

Right after I sing the song, he gives me a sweet, long and passionate kiss as my prize. After he pulls away, he rubs his thumb over my lips and stares at me intently, almost imploringly.

“I want to know your name, sweetheart.”

My heart skips a beat but I dont hesitate giving him my name this time. “Diana. My name’s Diana.”

He smiles at me before taking the mic from my hand and sings his chosen song. “Hey there, Diana, I’ve got so much left to say. If every simple song I wrote to you would take your breath away, I’d write it all. Even more in love with me you’d fall. We’d have it all. Oh, it’s what you do to me! Oh, it’s what you do to me! Oh, it’s what you do to me!”

I giggle when instead of Delilah, he replaces it with my name, Diana. I wait for the song to end to do the same to him of what he did to me earlier. I kiss his mouth for a prize before pushing him to the couch and straddle his thighs.

“How about you, lover boy? What’s your name?”

“Graysen.” He pulls me for another quick kiss and smiles at me with twinkling eyes. “My name’s Graysen.”